"When a normal person is under normal stress, the heart opens and closes at a regular pace, but when the stress becos too great, every part of the body requires more... um, strength, let’s call it strength. This is when the heart needs more and faster blood to provide energy, so the heart behaves like this..."
Manbao sped up the opening and closing motion, saying to the three who were listening attentively, "Generally, when we lift heavy objects or use our brains strenuously, there’s a limit. Twelve hours a day, you can’t always be bending over a desk using your brain or doing hard labor. So it has ebb and flow, even if it temporarily exceeds its limit, it can handle it."
"But if you’re working all the ti, Your Majesty, that’s what exhausting every effort leads to." Manbao looked at Prince Gong, "And Prince Gong’s body will make it so that even when he’s sleeping, his heart bears substantial effort, making it feel like its master is laboring. As a result, even when sleeping, it endures more effort than others’ hearts. If this continues, it won’t grow stronger but will beco more exhausted day by day, until one day it reaches its limit and will collapse, or stop beating."
This vivid description shook the Emperor and Empress trendously, and Prince Gong broke out in a cold sweat, instinctively saying, "No, that’s impossible."
The Emperor glanced at his son and then turned to seriously scrutinize Zhou Man, after a mont, he asked, "So what do you suggest?"
"Lose weight," Manbao said, "His Highness’s current weight, and it’s only getting heavier day by day, needs to be reduced, and then with gradual adjustnt, he can get better, otherwise..."
Manbao didn’t finish her final words, but having listened to her vivid and detailed explanation, everyone, including Prince Gong, could imagine the consequences.
The Emperor imdiately made a decision, "Then lose it!"
Manbao said sternly, "Dieting is necessary."
The Emperor looked at Third with so distress and said, "Then eat less, write out the dietary plan, and I’ll have Gu Zhong personally handle it."
The waiting Gu Zhong bowed slightly.
Manbao continued, "It’s quite a hardship. Though I’ve never treated this illness, I read in dical books that the treatnt process is painful, and many patients with this condition can’t endure it."
The Emperor asked worriedly, "How painful is it?"
"Just two things: control the mouth, move the legs. As long as these two are done, it can be cured, but both are painful."
The Emperor doubted his ears and turned to look at the Empress, "What did she say?"
The Empress glanced at him and said, "Just telling Third to control his mouth and eat less, and walk a bit more."
The Emperor: "... How is that painful?"
He waved a big hand and said, "That’s settled. In the future, when you co to see the Crown Princess daily, look in on Prince Gong as well, and cure him of his illness."
"Father..."
The Emperor held Prince Gong’s hand and sighed, "Sanlang, you heard, I’ve also asked the other physicians in the Imperial Hospital. Your body shape... is indeed sowhat bloated. Treat it first. After being sick this ti, I’ve realized nothing in this world is more precious than good health."
Prince Gong held the Emperor’s hand and cried, "Father, I thought you were angry with and no longer wanted ."
The Emperor was pained by his crying and held him, saying, "Silly child, you are my son. How could I not want you?"
On the side, Manbao looked dumbfounded, while Gu Zhong, used to it, quietly signaled to Manbao and led her out of the hall, whispering, "Lord Zhou Junior, please have so snacks and rest in the side hall for now, our house will call you back in to examine Prince Gong later."
Manbao nodded while seated on a chair but didn’t eat the snacks, instead eating the fruits from the plate, thinking as she ate, she never expected Prince Gong to be even better at acting spoiled than her. At her age, she’s already embarrassed to cry and act spoiled to her father, yet Prince Gong, who already has a son, cried.
Manbao thought while eating, the Crown Prince just doesn’t know how to act spoiled, indeed, Keke was right, a child who knows how to act spoiled gets candy.
Without realizing it, Manbao finished all the fruits in the fruit plate.
She withdrew her hand a bit embarrassed, placed both hands on her knees, sitting upright.
After their heart-to-heart and cry, the Emperor and Prince Gong felt much better, and the Empress, with slightly red eyes, ordered hot water to be brought up for the two to freshen up before calling Manbao back in.
Only then did Manbao formally diagnose Prince Gong and prescribe a treatnt, which was actually a plan.
While eating fruits just now, Manbao had been thinking about it, so she began to ticulously inquire how much Prince Gong ate each al, how much at, how many vegetables...
Of course, it was impossible to rely on Prince Gong’s answers, as he would always answer that he didn’t eat much.
So Manbao directly had his personal servant answer.
Only then did the Emperor realize that including the occasional small snacks, Prince Gong ate at least five als a day, and though each al seed modest, it was actually quite a bit.
Manbao wrote down everything while calculating his daily intake and directly cut it in half, simultaneously modifying the dietary plan.
"Eat less rice and noodles, eat more vegetables, cut down on lamb and chicken, eat eggs instead..."
Manbao revised twice before finally writing down what he should eat at what ti of day and in what quantity.
Of course, it was an estimate. For losing weight, just have him walk twice around the Daming Palace with him, as long as the intake is not too excessive.
Manbao handed the plan to the Emperor, who, after a glance, hesitated and asked, "Wasn’t there supposed to be dieting?"
This dietary plan doesn’t seem that little.
Manbao smiled and said, "It’s gradual. We’ll start like this and adjust later."
The Emperor nodded, and Manbao wrote another prescription, "This is a sumr relief treatnt, which can also reduce weight, Your Highness can start with this."
Because Zhou Man was too closely involved with the Crown Prince, even though the Emperor trusted her, the items for Prince Gong needed review by the physicians in the Imperial Hospital.
Manbao roughly guessed this, so she only provided the prescription and waited to see how it would be implented.
Seeing that the hour was late, Manbao got up to take her leave.
The Emperor placed the prescription aside, instructed Gu Zhong to escort Zhou Man out, and then turned to encourage the sowhat reluctant Prince Gong, "Sanlang, you know the hearts of your father and mother, not only for yourself, for us too, you must take care."
The Emperor had spoken, so for the sake of filial duty, Prince Gong had to lose that weight. Thus, Prince Gong agreed with a face full of emotion.
Gu Zhong escorted Manbao to the palace gates, smiling softly, "Thank you, Lord Zhou Junior."
Manbao looked at him puzzled, "Thank for what?"
Gu Zhong smiled and shook his head slightly, "If Lord Zhou Junior doesn’t know, then let it be. Our house can only accompany you here, please go ahead."
Manbao left, still puzzled.
Gu Zhong smiled, then when seeing Prince Gong exiting the palace, he slightly restrained his smile, but still approached to greet him with a bow and escorted Prince Gong out of the palace gate.
Prince Gong, pondering Zhou Man’s intention, paid little attention to him and left after a glance.
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